Your POV
I noticed that Neville looked as though he wanted to say something to me, but he didn't. I sighed, I don't even know if I want him to say anything about what happened and small talk would make things even more awkward. Why does he have to get hotter every year...wait no. Soon as we got to the castle I quickly got off of Neville's lap grabbing my bag and walking up next to Luna. We went to the Great Hall and I chose to sit by myself. By the time Fred and George saw where I was, Dumbledore already started his speech. Within a few seconds a weird pink clad lady abruptly moved Dumbledore out of the way to speak. I heard her talk about the Ministry of Magic but decided to zone out.
The next day we had D.A.D.A first, I got ready and went to class, I sat in the middle with my cloaks hood up hoping no one would sit next to me. Someone made bird out of paper and charmed it to fly around, it flew as some hit it and threw stuff at it making everyone laugh. The bird suddenly burned and the ashes sprinkled onto the floor. The lady from yesterday came in wearing all pink again, she explained that we would be preparing for our O.W.L.s this year but we wouldn't be using magic.
"We aren't going to be using magic?" Ron asked.
"I can't imagine why you would need to use magic in my class. You will learn about spells in a ministry approved risk free environment" Umbridge said. Neville looked back at the text book she gave us. Why is he so adorable.
"What use is that, if we are going to be attacked it won't be risk free" Harry questioned.
"Students will raise their hand when they speak in my class" She stated firmly.
"The Ministry agreed that teaching you spells in theory will be sufficient enough to get you through your exams which is what school is all about" She spoke again. Is she stupid did she not hear about what happened last year.
"How is theory going to prepared us for what's out there?" Harry said. I was pissed off that she was doing this.
"There is nothing out there dear, who do you imagine would want to attack children like yourself?" Umbridge started to get impatient. Does this lady live under a rock or something.
"Oh I don't know, maybe Lord Voldemort" Harry sassed her.
"I'm going to make this quite plain, you have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large again. This. Is. A. Lie"
"It's not a lie, I saw him I fought him" Harry tried again.
"DETENTION MR POTTER" She snapped.
"So according to you Cedric Diggory dropped dead on his own accord." Harry snapped back.
"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident" Umbridge lied. What the fuck.
"HE WAS MURDERED YOU MUST KNOW THIS, Y/N WAS TORTURED BY HIS FOLLOWERS" Harry yelled. I saw Neville looked straight at me with worry written all over his face. That's weird.
Umbitch walked up to me and stood over me.
"Was there something you wanted to say, Miss Y/l/n?" She tried to intimidate me. I needed to stand up to her if not for me then at least for Cedric. I stood up getting in her face.
"Voldemort killed Cedric Diggory" I said firmly.
"ENOUGH" She screamed making me flinch which I could tell she enjoyed.
"See me later Mr Potter Miss Y/l/n, my office" She giggled.
After class we went to her office only to discover it was covered in pink and had cats everywhere. Ugh crazy cat lady.
She got us both to sit down.
"You'll both be writing some lines for me today" She said. I rolled my eyes.
We both got out our parchment and quills. She stopped us.
"You won't need yours, you'll be using a very special quill of mine" She gave us each one.
"Mr Potter you will write. I must not tell lies. Miss Y/l/n you'll write, I will not seek the attention of others" She smirked at me like there was a hidden message.
"You haven't given us any ink" Harry said.
"Oh you won't need ink" She gave a sadistic smile. We looked at each other.
"How many times?" I asked, it was the only thing I said. She turned to me.
"Well lets say as many times as it takes to sink in" She went back to her tea.
Harry and I started to write our lines. I felt a familiar pain dig into my hand as I heard Harry hiss. I immediately looked over to Harry, he was looking down at his hand which had a fresh cut with the lines that he wrote on his parchment. He looked over to me and we both looked at my hand which had the lines I wrote engraved in my handwriting. Umbridge looked at us.
"Yes?" She asked as though she didn't do anything to us.
"Nothing" Harry said. She smiled.
"That's right, because you know deep down that you deserve to be punished." She said.
"Hmpf" I let slip past my lips.
"What was that Y/l/n?" Umbridge smirked thinking I would cower. I really should have.
"Just pretend you didn't charm the quills" I sassed.
"Obviously you haven't learnt your lesson girl, close the door on your way out Mr Potter" She said firmly. I could tell Harry didn't want to leave but he had too. Umbitch told me to write my lines four more times.
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"One would think that all the beatings you get you would've learnt when to hold your tongue" She said. How did she know about that.
"Yeah well holding my tongue didn't stop them" I spoke again. She slapped me hard.
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Harry's POV
Ron and Hermione quickly noticed my hand and questioned it. Soon they asked if the same thing happened to Y/n and why she didn't come back with me.
"She did this to both of us, but Y/n spoke up again so I don't know what will happen to her." I said. 10 minutes later Y/n walked in with blood slowly trickling from her cut and a red hand print on her cheek. Hermione tried to see if she was okay, but she just said she was fine and went straight to her dorm.